Nadia’s POV
After we were done having breakfast, Santiago got ready to leave for work but I stopped him when he got to the door.
"Wait, I have something to propose," I said out of my breath as I had run down the stairs to meet him on time.
"Okay, I am listening," he leaned on his left leg curious about what I had in mind.
Actually, I had not come up with anything yet. And the reason why I had rushed down, was because I was already missing him.
I didn't want him out of my sight, not even for a minute.
"Well, um-eh..." I stuttered trying to make up something in my head.
"If you can't remember then tell me when I got back from work," he suggested and reached out for the door.
"No, I want to go to the hospital with you," I blurted out.
"I am not going to the hospit
